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Section 561
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1Oth.
2What sense had I, in her stolne houres of Lust?
3I saw't not, thought it not: it harm'd not me:
4I slept the next night well, fed well, was free, and merrie.
5I found not Cassio's kisses on her Lippes:
6He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolne,
7Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all.